Looking back to the Chicago trip from two months ago, there were a lot of memorable things, and a lot of great experiences. To me, there is always something cool about noticing a small detail somewhere that sparks an even better memory of something else. On occasion, that spark may come from something entirely ridiculous.
While attending the Royals/Sox game, we passed by a character that couldn’t even trigger N’s affinity for photo opportunities with mascots, but was so odd looking that I had to snap a photo anyway.
He had been dubbed “Chocolate Box” because there was no other way to describe him. I’d never seen it before, and it didn’t look any better than some company's mascot attempt gone awry. Little did I know, my opinion of this guy was not too far off, but he’s apparently getting more popular than I would ever expect. He has become hats…
And slippers…
And his name is “Domo.” Perhaps the rendition of him at the ball park was just a really bad attempt? I still don’t know, even after checking out some wikiDomo. He has apparently been around a while and comes to us from Japan. As far as I’m concerned, he should stay there. Then again...
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